Boom...
Lin Chuan's attack was exceptionally violent. With a leap covering several ters, he used his knee as a weapon, ruthlessly charging towards Feng Taibao. Even a man like Zhao Zhonghai, known for his strength, would have had to give way by three points.
Feng Taibao knew he could not retreat, but to avoid having his ribs shattered by Lin Chuan's strike, he clenched his teeth and pushed his hands against Lin Chuan's knee, attempting to use the inertia to push back and then escape Lin Chuan's attack range. Little did he anticipate, this idea was a grave mistake. Lin Chuan's strike carried the weight of a thousand pounds. As he pushed his hands forward, Lin Chuan's right knee broke through his defense without hesitation and struck him hard in the lower abdon.
Gurgle...
Feng Taibao suddenly felt like a storm surging in his belly, vomiting back everything he had eaten today. And in an instant, Feng Taibao was sent flying backward, crashing into Long Wu behind him.
Seeing Feng Taibao hurtling toward him, Long Wu was dumbstruck, torn between dodging and not dodging.
If he dodged, how would he face the later retribution from Lord Feng; but if he didn't, he feared the collision might leave him battered and bruised. Hesitating for a split second, Long Wu felt darkness before his eyes, already knocked several ters away by Feng Taibao, rolling several tis on the ground.
"Ouch..." Long Wu wailed in pain.
"Lord Feng." A bunch of underlings hurriedly followed.
Feng Taibao lay on the ground, feeling utterly dizzy, his vision swimming and his stomach in utter turmoil, ridden with intense pain. Clutching his stomach, Feng Taibao writhed in agony on the ground.
Long Wu was also in pain, violently jolted by Feng Taibao's impact, yet as he lay on the ground, unattended, a crowd was gathered around Feng Taibao.
Feng Taibao was lifted up and placed on a chair nearby. His face ashen, he gasped for breath and finally regained his senses; after all, he was a martial artist with inherent physical resilience. Gazing coldly at Lin Chuan, Feng Taibao said, "You... Do you think defeating ans you can replace ?"
"Hmph." Lin Chuan scoffed with disdain: "Is your promise as odorous as the shit you defecate?"
Feng Taibao roared: "You guys, attack!"
About a dozen n trembled as they stood out, but few dared to step forward and confront Lin Chuan.
............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
User Comments
0 comments from readers